If I were Ken, I'd Wa-ta-na-be playing the same exact role in 5 years.

Is it weird that I read that as "its A minus game"? That's how far out of reach a solid A on SNL feels.

The only thing this one was missing was 20 minutes of stream-of-consciousness ad lib. I hope the unedited special will rectify this.

To be fair, Ridley Scott could never get a movie financed if his tertiary character was played by Mahatma so-and-so from such-and-such

When Hillary came on, I felt sympathy embarrassment for everyone involved. Such an unfunny, self-congratulatory, "Look! It's a famous person and that's funny!" sketch. The howls of laughter the audience gave at her halfassed Donald Trump impression made me squirm. I'm amazed to see general enthusiasm for it on the AVC.

Where am I going to buy my hilariously raunchy coffee table books now?!

This was a great review. The whole time I watched the movie last night, I kept imagining it as a religious flick for atheists.

It's pretty much exactly the same thing that makes This American Life different from, say, listening to a audiobook. You're told a story, but you're told it A) from a narrator who presents it as a dialogue and B) with an emphasis on real-life audio clips. Instead of reading a description of someone discovering a body…

Upon reading that Taco Bell line, thousands of youth pastors across the country breathed a collective sigh of relief and ascended to heaven. Their work was done.

Spike Lee angrily tweets Raquel Welch's home address

Bourdain seems like the worst person to attack on these grounds. He's completely open about the glorified and not-so-glorified aspects of food, and can't stand when people are complacent about where it comes from. Despite being an almost evangelical omnivore, he seems like he'd be a great ally for the vegan community.

I feel, at my very core, that I've met this guy before. I think we've all met him.

He's even making the "Sooo good" (RE: How's the pie) face

I watched Pawn Sacrifice on Friday night. It was decent enough, but seemed to lack any cohesive point. You could feel them straining to make chess feel dramatic, despite not being willing to ever talk about even the basics of chess — and the whole "the CIA is in on this" subplot of the trailer basically goes nowhere.…

I can see that. This speaks more to my personal preference in most matters, which is to almost always err on the side of sensitivity. I would sooner call out blind nationalism on September 20th and give the grieving their time to grieve, even at the expense of impact.

The only things that annoy me about Adrien Grenier's post are A) the number he cites (why not at least cite the median or lowball estimate to make a point — why cite the one that hardly anyone accepts, and give fodder to the right?) and B) the way he framed it on this particular day. It might have held more weight if…

Coming from academia, your point 1) strikes me as way too dismissive. Studies mean everything (or at least infinitely more than one or two personal anecdotes) and if two conflict it's important to figure out why. It'd be extremely interesting to see studies which show portrayal of women in media doesn't impact their…

I found Infinite Jest to be extremely affecting, though it really picks up speed after page ~150 or so, where it starts to detail the life of the halfway house residents. Murakami is very pleasant, but I've always felt he's more of a nice storyteller than piercing observer of anything.

Having been in the Bay Area for some 8 years, my favorite song to hate out of Train's discography is "Save Me San Francisco". The way he name-drops things like "Tenderloin" and "Golden Gated" feels so shameless and pandering — like Soul Sister's Burning Man, it's just a dude imagining what a place must be like.

This is a prime example of what Hatesong can be. I just let out a loud snort in the middle of a business meeting.